Quote of the Day
“My love is like a red, red wiiiine… go to my heaaaad… make me forgeeet… Wait. Sorry. My love is like a red, red rose… just like eeeeevery night has its daaaaaw- awawaaaan… Just like eeeevery cooowboy… Fuck.”
-A.D.DobbsFortune 500 Cookie
Clowns don't hate you, they just feel sorry for you. Your "Don't Worry, Be Slappy" series of self-help books finally broke the five-copy sales barrier this week, and just got you sued by the estate of Slappy White. This week's lucky strikes: Clover-Workers' Union, ump didn't see ball careen off batter's jock and through strike zone, killed them all while they were dreaming about killing you, threw your ex-wife's severed head down lane on accident.
Try again later.Least Requested Christmas Gifts
| 1. | Sleepover at Neverland Ranch |
| 2. | Likes-it-Rough Elmo |
| 3. | Virtual Crackbaby |
| 4. | Inoperable Brain Tumor |
| 5. | Hot Toddy, the hottest doll of 1922 |
| 6. | New Matrix sequels |
| 7. | Saddam Hussein action figure with Hideaway Hovel playset |
| 8. | Online Predator Chat for X-Box Live |
| 9. | Four More Years |
| 10. | No Hope for the Holidays, an all-star Christmas Depression |
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